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Post by
Monday
Character
: Nigel
Location
: The House
"No. No, no no," the bird murmured, walking back and forth across the troll's shoulder.
Post by
470415
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Post by
Atik
Alana Greyfang
Eldre'Thalas
Alana hopped off the man as he bagan to rise; suddenly kicking him in his face and knocking him back down. Smirking, the girl stepped forward, suddenly having her ankle grabbed as she was yanked downwards by the man and thrown against a wall.
Alana grunted, looking up as the thug rose above her and looked very angry; moving to kick the Half-Dragon and instead smashing his foot off the wall as she dodged to the side. He let out a yelp of pain, bouncing on one foot for a moment before Alana suddenly roundhouse kicked him in the groin.
The Elf stopped, eyes going wide. "Owwww..." He squeaked; falling over and holding the assaulted area. Alana delivered another kick to make sure he stayed down.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Nigel
Location
: The House
"NO!" cawed Nigel, and he fluttered his wings, drawing the troll closer to the wall. He then proceeded to peck the letters "M-A-L" in malignant, then swiped his beak across the word ghost.
He then let the troll swing back to where he was and preened his feathers, evidently pleased with himself.
Post by
Behelich
Character
: Lisciel Dawnchaser, Turinhil Dawnchaser
Location
: Silvermoon City
"Evening, nuncle. Can I take a couple minutes of your time? This is really important," Turin spoke evenly.
Character
: Isaac Ashwood, Vincent Gaillard
Location
: Tanaris
Isaac rushed at the beast, hoping like hell the cybernetic limb was at least not tougher than his newfound gauntlets. He pretended to throw a punch, intending Azuretalon to try and block it with her fleshy paw - so that he could slice it with the forearm blade on his other arm. Of course, there was the miniscule possibility that the animal would not raise the limb in time and his punch would connect with her eye, but Isaac did not put hopes into it.
'
My teacher is probably spinning in his grave,
' Vincent thought shamefully as he delivered a roundhouse kick, his spinning momentum increased by the burst.
Character
: John William Cassidy, Pseudolocal
Location
: Uldis
"Is it too much to hope our adversaries. Have advanced emotional circuitry. That Byte's shenanigans overloaded?" Cassidy mused.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vahij Syava
Booty Bay
There was a loud crackle and with a sudden flash of green light a succubus appeared, managing to startle the goblins nearest her. After a few moments she shifted form, ignoring the disconcerted goblin bruisers, her black hair turning a rich gold, her yellow eyes a pale green and her pink skin a pale white. Her horns and leathery wings disappeared entirely under the illusion, leaving a perfectly normal-looking human woman where the succubus had been standing.
The demoness shot the bruiser nearest her a mischievous smile, before tucking the map she had been carrying under her arm and making her way to the nearest inn. She needed a drink.
Post by
morginar
Character: Zeltharis Nightsong
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
Zeltharis noded to the doctor and then alowed the two men to take her away without any resistance.
Post by
oneforthemoney
Character:
Johann Augustus
Location:
Western Lordaeron
"Quick question," Johann whispered. "When has anything worked out this well for us? Just saying..."
Character:
Hunter P. Tracker, Havencalw
Location:
Gilneas Countryside
"And I assume we'll strap some ferals to pull it? There's not exactly many horses left for it," Havenclaw said.
"Never assume. All it'll take is one of them furbags ta holler and it's up," Hunter replied. "Keep them boys upwind. Those things'll smell you all a mile off." He unstrapped his rifle with a grin. "They'll make for the woods first chance they get."
Character:
Grigory Molotov
Location:
Blackrock
Grigory exited the train, stepping onto the platform. He looked about, taking a moment to orient himself.
The station was curiously much like all others of their like, though this one was underground. The crowds, the smoke, the whistle of engines and cries of railway personnel summoning their charges to their cars were all familiar. The halls of stone were newly carved into the mountainside, high up the cliff so as not to compromise Ironforge's security. The ceiling were tall and vaulted and stone arches climbed all about the station, supporting the roof. Some holes in the ceiling funneled the smoke outside, but a dull haze still hung about the place.
The whistling wind slipped through the track laden tunnels carved in the mountain face, clashing with the heat of the mountain to give a low warmth. One which grew as Grigory moved forward towards the deeper innards of the mountain.
Character:
Leo, Sindry, Byte, Quasiglobal, Brokkar
Location:
Ulduar
"I doubt it. But if anyone could, it'd be him." Leo checked his watch. "This way," he called, leading them down one of the cavernous halls.
Post by
Aimsyr
Hans Adler
Stormwind Stockades
Without speaking a single word the two guards hand-cuffed Zeltharis to their arms and marched her through the corridors of the stockades.
Eventually they reached a plain cell with a table and three chairs in the centre, as well as what appeared to be a large rectangular mirror off to one side. The guards sat her down on at the end of the table with only one chair, removed her hand-cuffs and left. The silence was penetrated momentarily by a loud metallic click, signifying the fact that the door had sealed, before coming back in full force.
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“Carl, in my office NOW,” barked a loud and angry voice, shaking the detective out of his daydream. Carl rose slowly to his feet, stretching quickly before wiping the remnants of multiple donuts from around his mouth. “What’s up chief?” he asked, making his way into the captain’s office and leaning against the doorway. “Don’t you dare
what’s up
me. Take a seat,” came the response, “care to explain this?”
Carl caught the newspaper, noting the headline
’Small Time Dealers Butchered’
and giving a nonchalant shrug, “I just did what you asked captain.” The captain coughed and took a fresh cigar from his case, giving the detective a look that seemed to practically ooze the very word
bulls***
. “When I told you to investigate that lab on forty-second street I did not once mention gunning down fel damned small-time drug dealers!” he snapped, turning a shade of red that reminded Carl of a radish – or perhaps a raspberry donut. “We don’t have anything but stiffs to question now because of your bloody antics and what’s more…”
“With all due to respect, sir, they fired first,” Carl interrupted. “ONE of them fired Carl, then you thought it prudent to take down the rest – one didn’t even have any bloody arms for Light’s sake!” came the retort; the captain was now leaning forward in his chair, glaring. “You’re this close to a suspension, THIS CLOSE,” the captain barked, demonstratively pressing his fingers together, before downing a second glass of whisky.
“The commissioner has been on my ass all day because of your screw up, we’ve got enough bad publicity as it is without your contribution,” continued the captain. After a long and drawn out silence he paced over to the window. “Your dated methods have no place in this department Carl, do you hear me?” At this the captain turned around, managing to speak his next sentence with forced calm, “you’re a good cop Carl and I’ll be damned if I’m going to lose you, but cross the line again and you’ll be walking the beat, dealing with traffic downtown for the rest of your miserable career. Now get your sorry be-hind down to the stockades and do it by the book.”
Post by
morginar
Character: Zeltharis Nightsong
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
"Ummm?" The elf said as she looked around in the room with a raised eyebrow.
Post by
Atik
Silvia Lightdoom, Tandra
Booty Bay
Silvia leaned back in her chair within the inn; sipping a martini. "Mmmm, love a good drink." She smirked.
Post by
Aimsyr
Vahij Syava
Booty Bay
The
human
stared in disbelief at Silvia for a few moments, nothing how the holier occupants of the inn were giving the draenei a wide berth. "Do I know you?" Vahij asked, thinking she must have been mistaken. After all, it had been quite a few years...
Carl, Bartholomew
Stormwind Stockades
Carl was guided along the corridors of the stockades, the guard that was leading him looked almost as annoyed as he was. The detective stopped and went silent when he saw a monocle-wearing human waiting for him outside the room, complete with top hat and tails. Bartholomew took out his pipe and held out his hand, "good morning to you Carl," he said.
Carl looked suspicious, but shook the man's hand anyway. "Agent Bartholomew, SI:7, at your service," said the stranger, "I am here to partake in the interrogation." Carl nodded, still surprised that an SI:7 agent was there, "why's this one so important?"
Bartholomew took let out another puff of smoke from his pipe, before explaining, "we have reason to believe she was involved in the kidnapping of the princess - naturally you will omit to mention any of the information we gather on this day to the common-folk." The SI:7 agent proceeded to bring Carl up to date on what little information they had or at least the parts the detective needed to know.
The detective nodded, "who'll you be?" he asked, referring to the interrogation. Bartholomew shrugged at this and responded in his usual upper-class Gilnean accent, "you start, I follow, old fruit." Carl raised stared but said nothing, he had no intention of angering an SI:7 agent, instead he opened the door and walked into the secure room, regarding Zeltharis coldly. The two humans sat down at the chairs across from her.
"Mind telling us what the Fel you were doing in the keep?" Carl spat, being careful not to seem
too
angry to start off with.
Post by
Atik
Silvia Lightdoom, Tandra
Booty Bay
"Hmm?" Silvia looked upwards. She grinned. "Maybe..."
Post by
Aimsyr
Vahij Syava
Booty Bay
"Silvia?" Vahij tilted her head, a grin forming on her face too. Several of the wiser paladins and priests in the inn edged towards the door, not keen to take any risks.
Post by
morginar
Character: Zeltharis Nightsong
Location: Stockades, Stormwind
"I-I don't remember... Was i at the k-k-keep? What d-did i do?" Zeltharis lied to the men trying to sound suprised and as terified as she was able to fake, and it was at the level of amateur acter at it's best.
Post by
Aimsyr
Carl, Bartholomew
Stormwind Stockades
"Don't play games with me, your friend told us all about your little plans," Carl growled, grabbing Zeltharis by the throat. Bartholomew looked shocked at the sudden movement, but did not intervene.
Post by
470415
This post was from a user who has deleted their account.
Post by
Monday
Character
: Nigel
Location
: The House
Down the hallway, a distinctive "click" could be heard. Nigel fluttered back to her shoulder. "Once upon a midnight clearly..." He paused. "No. No, no no," he muttered.
Character
: Zachary Palesen
Location
: Tanaris
Zach clicked the side of the shotgun, ejecting a serrated, dangerous looking bayonet, which he jabbed at Varima in a short, quick thrust.
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470415
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Post by
Atik
Alana Greyfang
Eldre'Thalas
Alana glanced back at the thugs; following after Kai quickly. "You gonna be okay?" She asked; glancing up at his forehead.
Sashastrasza
Eldre'Thalas
Sasha blinked; rushing over to see if the two were alright. "Master?"
Ferin Hopewell, Specter
Tanaris
Ferin was knocked to the side; landing hard on the floor with an 'oof'.
Silvia Lightdoom, Tandra
Booty Bay
Silvia giggled. "Indeed."
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